Mathematical Bliss (Thirty-Eight)
The plan seemed to have worked, at least in part.
That continuous shift in perspective just now had clearly been thanks to some mastermind behind the scenes.
And thanks to a special connection, Fu Qian could confirm that, in that final moment, Brother Repentant's body had been possessed too.
The will that had violently dominated his own had indeed been force-fed a bowl of Bliss Soup and plunged into the world of pleasure.
Though thinking about it, he knew that with that being's abilities, it would probably break free in no time. He might not get the chance to come face-to-face with "it."
But even this process alone had already taught him a great deal.
First, as he'd mentioned earlier, he could now understand to some extent where this power to dominate another's will came from.
Above the Third Heaven, thought was reorganized under the influence of the concept of pleasure, causing it to lose some of its independence. That created an opening for this influence over the mind.
Second, his guess had indeed been right. Though that being ranked among the Nine Heavens, it was still constrained by certain rules. For instance, it couldn't remain immune to the effects of the Bliss drug while in the Third Heaven.
That was probably why the Warehouse thought there was still a chance he could complete the task.
And there was one last small detail: why had he occupied Brother Repentant's body when he advanced from the inhuman cycle of reincarnation to the First Heaven?
The gravedigger had once said that he only put lids on the coffins of bodies that had become deeply fused with that false Realm of Ultimate Bliss and undergone mutations, to prevent their harmful influence from spreading.
The strange sight he'd seen in the